Maybe it's OK not to fit in a box.
Everyone is the hero in their own story. But what about the stories other people tell?
Looking back, learning, and laughing with love. How do we relate to who we once were?
Can I maintain my soft stillness in the midst of a loud cacophony of other voices?
Do Jewish women entrepreneurs need a different kind of support?
What might happen if instead of seeing any particular political stance, affiliation or agenda, we saw a Jew? A person? A soul?
When my twin sister got married and moved across the country, I needed to figure out what my life looked like without her.
This one goes out to all the people just trying to get through it
